- Charlie's Girlfriend: Hey - who the fuck are you giving your dirty looks to?
- Elaine: [to Peter] Come on, shall we go?
- Charlie's Girlfriend: You better had, love.
- Teresa: And I think you'd better give your face back to the second hand shop you got it from.
- Charlie's Girlfriend: Slut.
- Teresa: I know I love it - like yourself.
- Elaine: What about all the food shortages?
- Peter: There are no food shortages.
- Elaine: But we read about it all the time in the papers about how you have to queue to buy food and all that.
- Peter: We read the same about you. Queues are not caused by shortages, queues are forming because the person in charge of distribution is a cretin.
- Elaine: You just take a walk and look in any back kitchen around here and you'll soon see food shortages. Look lad, going to live in Russia can't be any worse than living around here, so why are you trying to discourage me from escaping.
- [First lines]
- Sergei: [speaking Russian] Pyotr, smotri! Bystro! Vot Liverpool!
- [Peter, look! Quick! There's Liverpool!]
- Peter: Hey, do you see that star?
- Elaine: Which one? That big one just there?
- Peter: Yea. The brightest one in the sky. It reminds me of my home. Every night from my bed, I look through my window and see it shining in the sky. And when I am away from Soviet Union, I look to the star and it makes me feel at home.
- Elaine: Well, from now on, every time I see that star, it'll remind me of you.
- Teresa: You know what I'd do? I'd get a gorgeous photo of myself, lash it in an envelope, and I'd write a dead nice letter to that fellow... hey Vinny, what's his name?
- Vinny: Who?
- Teresa: The president of Russia.
- Vinny: Brezhnev, isn't it?
- Teresa: That's it.
- Elaine: Teresa! Why didn't I think of that? Oh, I love you!
- Teresa: Where are you going?
- Elaine: To write a letter to Brezhnev!
- Elaine: [writing letter, voice over] ... I just need to be with Peter again, he loves me, and I deeply love him, our love stretches over two continents. You're my last and only hope, the British authorities have done nothing to help me, so I leave my heart in your hands. I ask only to see him again and offer you the hand of friendship and sincerity from an ordinary Kirkby girl. Yours hopefully, Elaine Spencer.
- Elaine: See that? These here are my tickets for freedom. These say I can get on a plane, get out of here and leave. These say I can leave, why can't you?
- Mother: I've never put my foot down with you, girl. Never.
- Elaine: Mum,I don't care what you say or how you are trying to bully me, but my mind's made up. I'm going and that's that. Sovwhy don't you just sit down, get your wool out and knit yourself an iron curtain?
- Elaine: Look lad, what are you getting at?
- Reporter: The truth.
- Elaine: The truth is there was no filth or smut. We love each other.
- Reporter: Yeah. I'm sure.
- Elaine: But if you want me to make something up for you, you know, something to titillate your readers, something cheap and kinky...
- Reporter: You see, I think your whole story is kinky, dear. Most people are trying to get out of Russia, not in.
- Teresa: [Having just stolen a man's wallet who paid her to dance with him] He wanted to buy a dance! Well he got the most expensive dance in the world!
- Mother: And I don't know what that lot next door must be thinking with all the f'ing and blinding goin' on in 'ere, so fucking pack it in alright?
- Elaine: For all I know you could have given that star to every girl you met. I could be sharing it with a load of broken hearts from Bournemouth to Bangkok. I'm not stupid, you know. I know what type of life sailors live.
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